'We won't get to see her again..' before sighing sadly.
Do you guys want to know about me?
If you are one of those people who had a crush on someone in school...you must try reading this.
If you are someone who believes in fate and love...you must try reading this.
thank you
Naru
Very much!>
Short story..cursed..
I was sitting and looking at the football field on the third floor of the school building. There were children playing all over the field.
I stared at those pictures. with sadness
'We won't get to see her again..' before sighing sadly.
Do you guys want to know about me?
Then I'll tell you about it.
My name is Kongphasutha or Kong for short.
I am a child from the provinces. In a small school Which is not too far from my house. As for studying, he studied at a moderate level only.
Even though I'm just a country boy But my parents always instilled in me to be a good, careful person.
Be careful about every matter...including matters of love.
Even though my father and mother were not the ones who supported love in school. But I believe that everyone must have some love within the fence of their school...
“Dad! How did Mom and Dad meet?” I, when I was ten years old, asked out of curiosity at that age.
“Why, son?” Father asked.
“I want to know,” I asked again.
“Tell your child. You are!” Mother said. My eyes sparkled with curiosity.
"Um...I met Mom at your high school."
“Really! And have you been together since then?” I asked again.
"Not at all...Mom and Dad accidentally met again while at university..Actually, Dad and son moved since Mathayom 4," Mom said.
“Oh...thank you.” I thanked with my eyes shining even more.
I'm now 18 years old and preparing to start my first year tomorrow.
'Time flies so quickly,' I thought. Around early morning of today
'But at least...now we have you' I slowly turned to the woman standing next to me.
She is my lover...she turned to look at me with questioning eyes. before slowly pulling out one earphone
“Is something wrong, Kong!” Wan turned around and asked with a face full of questions.
"Just...we're looking for the cuteness of the cute boyfriend we're in love with." I replied with a sweet smile.
“Crazy eyes!!” Wan gently pushed me. Before twisting awkwardly..
'How cute!'
"So...have you met anyone?" Wan asked, with an extremely red face, which is cute.
"No..." I replied, looking extremely stressed.
"Can't deny the cuteness that's all over my face," I hurriedly continued without being too sweet.
“Crazy eyes!!” Wan smiled, blushing again before turning to look at the football field, really cute.
“What are you saying in one word?” I asked, pretending to be tense.
A sweet smile that made someone melt came back before saying.
“...Crazy eyes!...”
I want to tell you the story of my sweet encounter. Even if you don't want to!
“Hey! Kong, there's a new kid here today. So cute.” Byte, my best friend from Grade 5, came to greet me early in the morning.
"Huh? Who? Never seen this?" I asked Byte.
“I don't know, it's in the second room. It's been here since yesterday. My friend's second-class student came to tell me," Byte explained. Actually, my school only has five rooms. I'm in room three. There are about 40 children per room.
“Really..and that kid came here?” I asked jokingly. Normally, I'm not that interested in women. But if it's Byte, it's the opposite.
“Hi everyone,” a voice said from behind me. So I turned to look and that made me stunned.
She was a petite, cute woman with a well-proportioned nose, small lips, and rather large eyes. Short hair at earlobe level But it still looks cute.
That girl smiled at me for a bit and then turned to smile at Bite.
"Hi, what's your name?" Byte took off first. Oh my friend
"My name is Wan. And you guys?" Wan said.
"Hi again, my name is Byte. As for this guy, my friend's name is Kong," said Byte. Women's issues must be given to them.
“Hi Kong,” Wan smiled sweetly at me (as his name).
"Um...yes..." I trembled. Bite then patted me gently before smiling wryly and shaking his head like, "Sucks you."
--quiet--
"Uh...nothing, we'll go first," Wan said after a long period of deafening silence had passed.
Then Sweet slowly walked away.
"How are you? So cute!" Byte said knowingly.
"Hoy! Not like that, Wei. It's--” I tried to say. But Byte interrupted.
"Come on, I already have it. If you're not sure, just tell me-" Byte said but was interrupted by a woman (who appeared out of nowhere) first.
“Hi, Bite! Let's go find something to eat! ponderous!! Kong, hello, I'm sorry, Byte...let's go!"
Byte pouted in the direction of the woman, like, "So what?" before being half-walked, half-dragged away. Bite turned around as if he remembered something.
"Uh...tell me anything!" he shouted before disappearing with...and...uh...his girlfriend.
After that, Byte helped me flirt with Wan (actually I didn't ask for it at all). He tried to make me spend one-on-one time with Wan. But it was never successful.
Until another year passed when I was in Grade 6.
At that time, I was staying with Wan following Ai Bite's plan at a bookstore that we would alternate with the bakery every day.
“Kong!” Wan suddenly spoke up even though she was sitting doing homework.
“What is it, sweetheart?” I looked up from my work and stopped writing.
“Well...Kong, we want to know one thing. Can you give us an answer?" Wan asked. Still looking down
"Okay...but what's the matter?" I continued.
"So...Kong likes me?" Wan raised his head. He stopped doing his homework but refused to look at me directly. slightly blushing
'Super cute'
“It's...well...” I breathed heavily. He looked behind him, searching for words. Then I accidentally glanced at Bite hiding behind a bookshelf. He was startled and then smiled teasingly. Then he raised his thumb and said 'Go ahead'.
Oh...matchmaker
"It's..." I thought of another word.
“What do you say?...Kong...we see that you've been interested in us for a long time...OK. What do you say?” Wan urged.
I took a deep breath into my lungs. before turning to look directly at the sweet face
'The more I look at it, the cuter it gets,' I thought.
It's probably time.
“Yes...we like you... I like you, so...what do you think of us?” I said.
Wan smiled at me.
"Just...think about it yourself," Wan said before hiding and smiling shyly.
After that, we started dating seriously and tried to let everyone know. Even our parents With Mr. Bite watching from a distance.
This is the matchmaker's treasure.
That day was the closing day of Grade 6.
"...It's...Kong" Wan spoke up. We are on the balcony. It was break time then.
“Huh? What?” I asked.
“So...where are you going next?” Wan asked, turning his eyes to me.
“I'm going to go to...uh...Bangkok,” I replied.
"Really...but we're going to continue our cadet studies," Wan continued, avoiding my eyes.
"look for! So we probably have to end it now...we probably will. We have to leave." I said, looking down.
"...but we won't forget Kong...we'll be friends, no! We'll love each other forever." Wan looked up, tears streaming down her cheeks. I turned to look at Wan's face. Then he smiled sadly. Before the last sweet kiss
“Of course..” I said softly. It was as if I was thinking to myself.
That evening, I waved my hand and said a sweet goodbye. for the last time
“Goodbye..Kong!” Wan shouted. before slowly walking away She walked slowly and it was like it was slowly breaking my heart.
“Yes..goodbye...sweet. We will love each other...forever,” I said softly.
Since then I have never loved anyone again.
Until that day The day I was in 4th grade
“Hey Kong! How are you?” Byte asked as if we hadn't seen each other in a long time.
"It must be good. What? It's like we haven't seen each other in a long time," I replied.
"Kong...do you have anyone besides Wan?" asked Byte. before smiling again.
"No...I can't accept being heartbroken," I replied, lowering my gaze.
"Really..Kong?" A woman's voice said behind me.
Even though how much time has passed? I still remember the origin of the sound.
“That's...sweet, really sweet!” I took in a shaky breath before slowly turning around.. Suddenly tears welled up.
“Where did you say you were going to continue your studies?” I asked before wiping my tears away with my hand.
“There are a few personal matters,” he replied. before smiling sweetly
It's been almost four years since then. But sweetness is still cute and unchanged.
Her black-brown eyes always showed determination. It hasn't changed at all. His black-brown hair was tied back. Different from the 5th and 6th grade. The cut is clearly short at the level of the earlobe. The more it makes me love you even more.
I can tell you in one word. 'Very cute'
“So...are we...still the same?” I asked and smiled.
"Well...I thought about it myself..." Wan smiled in response...before averting her eyes and twisting awkwardly.
‘Today I am extremely happy!’ I thought.
That's right...that's all about me.
But today's matter may cause history to repeat itself..Today is the closing day of Mathayom 6.
“Wan...Wan, where are you going next?” I asked.
"I don't know...that I'm going to continue at Chula," Wan replied, looking me in the eye.
'Are we never going to see her again?' I thought, looking down at the football field full of youngsters.
Wan asked further as if reading my thoughts.
“We won't meet again?” Wan said, following my gaze towards the football field.
“We believe in true love and soulmates,” I said.
“Yes..we even believe in coincidence and fate,” Wan continued, turning to me. We locked eyes.
“If we were soulmates We will definitely meet again,” I said. Gently hold Dessert's shoulder.
“But...but what if I don't?” Wan said, looking at me with pleading eyes.
"We've met again once before, sweet..."
"But if not...you'll need a new love," Wan said.
“But--” I removed my hand from her shoulder.
“Nothing but..do you understand..darling?” Wan spoke up. She said the word darling for the first time. Normally, no matter how much I tried to persuade her, she wouldn't speak. But now she's doing it for...me.
So I understand, but I won't ask for it.
"certainly darling But she can't be alone. We are always worried about you,” I said.
Wan smiled...and that would probably be the last smile. From now on, I probably won't see it again.
10 years have passed...
“How are you today? Is business good?” I asked the man in front of me.
“Thank you, Mr. Kong, for letting me set up a branch to sell your noodles,” said Mr. Sak, who is 45 years old. Come ask to open a branch from me.
“It's okay. Besides, you're older than me,” I replied.
“Don't be humble, sir. Your noodle business is very prosperous. You are very gracious to me.”
I smiled back and continued talking about a few more things before walking away.
Now I'm in Lopburi. Come see the 31st branch of my noodle business. But everyone keeps saying that there's no one around.
Why?
Because I still can't forget you.
“Sweet…” I mumbled softly.
“What do you say?...Kong?” A voice sounded in front of me. along with the shadows that cast down
I froze and slowly raised my head.
The sight in front of me almost shocked me. and can't believe your own eyes I even had to rub my eyes and blink a lot.
“Come on..Kong, rub your eyes a lot or they'll get red.” Now I know that this isn't an illusion or a dream.
"sweet! How did you get here?!”
“We're here to open a clinic. And Kong,” Wan said. Now she has turned into a beautiful woman.
“We are here to set up the 31st branch,” I replied.
“So where is Kong staying now?” Wan asked.
“I'm in Bangkok. Now I'm alone."
"Why"
“Our parents are dead,” I replied.
Sweet's face is depressed.
"I'm sorry..what a coincidence," Wan said.
"Huh?...What's the coincidence?" I asked again. Try to catch her eye
“We are both alone,” Wan said, lowering her eyes.
"I'm sorry..." I said.
Then an awkward silence rose up like a cyclone. And then it was blown away.
“So...where is Wan now?” I said, breaking the awkward silence.
“Bangkok,” Wan replied.
“Then why did you open a clinic here?” I asked, somewhat confused.
"Come on...just come open a clinic for students," Wan replied.
“Are you a doctor?!” I asked, pretending to be shocked.
"That's right," Wan folded her arms over her chest and raised her head in a pouty manner.
“So...Doctor Doctor...do you have a girlfriend yet?” I asked.
Wan looked into my eyes before crossing her arms over her chest and pretending to be angry again. But a slight smile curled his lips.
“Shh!”
“Oh!..Don't worry, doctor. That means I don't have one yet." I said before smiling mischievously again.
Wan smiled in response, uncrossing her arms.
“So...are we still the same, sweetie?”
“Well...it's up to you!” and then he smiled again.
'How cute!'
“Dad! How do mom and dad get along?" My son, named Keng, asked me.
I heard it and smiled. Before turning to smile sweetly, Wan smiled back. Then I sat down and answered my child,
“Because of fate, child.”
(finish)